Art Basel is apparently about looking at cool new art, but for most people I know it's four days of exclusive wild parties, VIP lists, and misogynistic bouncers. I was lucky to have an "in" most nights, but other nights I spent my time getting kicked out of the Versace mansion or being too drunk to explain what party I was there for. Every night would end on the beach where we'd hear faint sounds of the art parties that actually sounded like corporate Christmas parties blaring oldies and Adele. I soon realized that the exclusivity was the least appealing thing about Art Basel. We snuck into pools at 4 AM, ate a lot of crab, and attempted to enjoy the art through our hangovers.
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